Chapter 932

Now Sun Wen and Jiang Pengji are two small grasshoppers on the same rope. He will be good only when the other party is good.

Apart from these, the alien in Northern Xinjiang is an alien after all.

If they are allowed to enter the Central Plains, their lives will be ruined and the Han people will not be protected.

Although there are people who advocate Han literature like Wu Liba in Northern Xinjiang, after all, they are a few people. More foreign nationalities in Northern Xinjiang still maintain strong aggression and destruction. Their destruction of civilization is far better than protection and development. Even Wu Liba learned Han culture only to understand the advantages and disadvantages of the Central Plains, trying to invade the Central Plains with Han culture and occupy fertile land.

The history books have given the answer to what will happen if foreign nationalities such as northern Xinjiang invade the Central Plains.

Far from it, just talk about recent history.

The four southern barbarians and the three northern nationalities are both alien. After the former conquered Nansheng, there was no grass everywhere.

Barbaric slaughter, brutal looting, annihilation of silver humiliation, all kinds of evil.

The bloody means of aggression have aroused the resistance and disgust of the Han people in the Central Plains.

Nanman's four lessons can never be staged in Dongqing!

Sun Wen collected his lower eyelids and covered the fierce look and reflection in his eyes.

Weici told him what to do next, but he didn't tell him the detailed steps. He still needed to plan everything himself.

"The king of Northern Xinjiang has nine sons. Which talent should I choose?"

It is not difficult to choose who. The difficulty is to make the nine princes fight equally and ensure that they divide Northern Xinjiang into several pieces.

"The eldest prince lost his mother when he was young. Although he was the eldest son, he was violent and dissolute. He even liked to kill Han slaves for fun."

Sun Wen wrote a "big" on expensive rice paper and soon drew a cross on it.

If you encourage harenza to assist the great prince, even if harenza is a fool, he won't do it.

Who makes the big prince is a lump of mud that can't help up the wall. Even when he was young, he was wise and wise. However, he has been too stupid and stupid in recent years.

"The second prince is brave and good at fighting, but his mother's tribe has too much power. If you help him, I'm afraid it's counterproductive and inappropriate."

Sun Wen wrote another "two", roughly listing the advantages and disadvantages of the second prince, and happily crossed it out.

"The third prince is close to Wu Liba, and even has the courage to worship each other as a teacher and follow him to learn Han culture..."

Sun Wen thought for a while. He had seen the three princes from a distance. He looked gentle, but there was no lack of ambition in his eyebrows. If he helped this guy, wouldn't he create a second obstacle and make it more difficult for the Lord? So, this guy is not right.

"... the fourth prince was born of a female slave with low status and inferior blood. However, he was accepted as an adopted son by the queen of Northern Xinjiang who could not conceive. He can barely be regarded as a strong mother's family. However, the Queen's own sister gave birth to the sixth prince, and the fourth prince must be the stepping stone for the sixth Prince... This can be considered. If it's bad, can you provoke him to fight with the sixth Prince openly and secretly? You can leave it to be tested Worry. "

Sun Wen rejected the three princes in a row and reluctantly took a little interest in the fourth prince.

He then counted down. The fifth Prince and the third prince were close brothers, but the two brothers obviously didn't agree and dragged each other behind their backs.

The sixth Prince is the son of the current Queen's sister, and his status is also the most noble of the nine princes.

In other words, in addition to the second prince with military power, the sixth Prince is the most likely person to compete for the throne in Northern Xinjiang.

Prince Qi is very close to Beijiang commercial firm. Because of the relationship between his mother tribe, he still has a lot of dividends and makes more money in the commercial firm.

Prince seven is not worried, because this guy is very close to Prince eight and Prince nine.

Although he was not a brother of the same father and mother, the seven princes were good to the eight princes, asking for money and people.

For now, the two princes can be divided into one camp.

As for the last nine princes, he had the same mother as the four princes, but he was not adopted by the queen, and the low status was not good.

Sun Wen briefly analyzed the situation of the nine princes under the knee of the king of Northern Xinjiang, and a general planning context had emerged in his mind.

To be on the safe side, he's going to have a plan.

Support the fourth prince on the surface and the ninth Prince behind his back. Remove the other princes one by one with the help of the hands of the fourth prince, and then remove the fourth prince by the hands of the ninth prince. As for how to eradicate the northern Xinjiang Prince beyond 49, he needs to think about it.

It is best to count birds with one stone, which will not directly kill several northern princes, but can further stimulate their contradictions with the northern kings.

At that time——

Hey, hey, that's a good play.

Sun Wen was expressionless. He burned the expensive but discarded rice paper on the candle and destroyed the corpse.

"Wei Zixiao, Wei Zixiao - you should remember your promise so that you can live up to my plan."

Sun Wen was embarrassed when he joined the industry.

If it had been earlier, he and the Lord could still cultivate the friendship of adversity.

It would be better if it were later.

Even if he could not join the front line, Sun Wen had no ambition and only wanted a place to live.

This is the season——

My Lord is preparing for the battle in Northern Xinjiang. Although the former has a high winning rate, it is not 100% able to win.

What if you lose?

His grandson is still in maruju.

Sun Wengen couldn't afford to gamble.

So he had to do his best to help Jiang Pengji run around.

Sun Wen's mind came to his young and lovely face. His cold heart softened a little, and soon became harder and colder.

Beijiang must die!

While Sun Wen stirred the wind and rain in Northern Xinjiang, Jiang Pengji and others ate melons in the military tent.

Instead of eating watermelon, she is baking sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes.

"Where has uncle Gu gone to do business these years?"

Jiang Pengji threw sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes into the fire according to the instructions of the audience in the live broadcast room, and turned to ask the ancient letters with vicissitudes around her.

Gu Xin went from south to north to do business. She often replied to a letter for more than half a year. Jiang Pengji was not sure where the other party was going.

Guxin said with a smile, "I went to Beiyuan, Xichang and chalan state. Sweet potatoes were found at the border of Xichang, and sweet potatoes were obtained from chalan state. The old slave asked the local people for advice. It was not easy to bring their seedlings all the way back, just to let the little owner taste fresh."

On one side, Wei Ci was silent.

The Jiang Dynasty was established in the previous life, the national strength was strong, and the eight sides came to the dynasty.

In order to please his majesty, the surrounding small countries always bring all kinds of things from their own countries.

Jiang Dynasty officials are not willing to show weakness.

Sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes were presented at that time.

However, these two small things almost caused a bloody killing.

Sweet potatoes were born on the Xichang border. The locals chopped them up and fed them to pigs. No one has ever tasted them personally. In the eyes of the locals, they are not food for people at all. They are only suitable for feeding livestock. Sweet potato is also eaten by poor people in chalan country. It is a cheap wild food.

It happened that these two cheap meals were served as state banquet dishes and served to her Majesty's food case. When she ate several mouthfuls with relish, someone stood up to find out the truth. Weici still remembers the scene when there was silence, everyone was sweating and trembling.

Who brought the food eaten by pigs and Dalits to your Majesty's food case?

Is this ridicule or humiliation?